Chapter 114 Not to Be Outdone

"He Mu, from now on, breakfast and lunch will be eaten at the 300+ window of the cafeteria, and dinner will be on the second floor of the cafeteria.

If you don't go to the cafeteria one day, remember to inform me one day in advance. "

Early the next morning.

As soon as He Mu woke up, he received a message from his teacher Ling Hanxing.

"It turns out that there are windows on the second floor of the cafeteria."

Talking to himself, He Mu quickly got dressed, washed and went straight to the cafeteria.

After eating, I started my practice as usual.

...

this afternoon.

A fat middle-aged man came to a certain kitchen on the first floor of the cafeteria.

The area of ​​this kitchen is only 20 square meters, which is considered very small for a school kitchen.

But in fact, the cost of this kitchen is astonishing.

It is an ordinary chopping board, and it is expensive to put it outside.

"I haven't cooked here for more than half a year."

Shi Weitian sighed, and then cleaned up the chopping board.

After a while, he took out a piece of vacuum-packed meat from the suitcase he brought over.

The meat is only the size of a walnut. If there is such a small amount of ordinary pork, it is estimated that it can only be made into a piece of braised pork.

But Shi Weitian was cautious when handling this piece of meat.

Opening the package, putting the meat on the chopping board, Shi Weitian took out his God of Cookery Knife, and lightly chopped at the very middle of the piece of meat.

This piece of meat is taken from a type of monster.

And the combat power of that type of monster exceeds a thousand.

Regardless of the small size of this meat, it weighs nearly a hundred catties.

For this kind of meat, the chef can't process it if he doesn't reach 1,000 fighting strength.

Even if it reaches a combat power of one thousand, it must have very clever means,

Only then can it be processed to the point where the Red Mist fighters with 300 fighting strength can eat it.

And there are no more than five chefs in the world who can do this.

Shi Weitian began to slash this piece of meat non-stop, controlling his strength very precisely.

One thousand combat power represents one hundred tons of power, and there are many machines in this world that can achieve this kind of power.

But the chef is still irreplaceable.

Because there are more than a thousand fighting ingredients, the texture of the meat varies.

For example, the meat he is processing now is the thigh meat of a monster, the Skyhorn Cow.

It is necessary to break open the meridians inside it first, and then slash against the grain a thousand times with a force of 50 tons, and then follow the grain and slash 500 times with a force of 80 tons...

There are various operations after that, and the total processing time takes three hours.

Even if the machine can simulate the three-hour operation, what can the machine do if a piece of meat is suddenly replaced tomorrow?

Not to mention the different types of monsters, even the meat from different parts of the same monster's body, the processing methods are also very different.

And if there is a slight difference, it may destroy the nutrition of the meat.

This is what being a chef is all about.

...

Shi Weitian chopped this piece of meat for an hour, and the meat has changed from the size of a walnut to the size of a palm.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door.

"Uncle Shi, why are you back?"

Shi Weitian didn't look back, and replied with a smile: "Come back and cook for you."

"But I can cook."

"You can process monster meat with a combat power of 500, but now your strength is improving faster, and monster meat with a combat power of 500 is not enough. Now you need monster meat with a combat power of 1,000."

"But……"

"Not only for you, but also for He Mu, a freshman. That kid is only 300 combat power now, but the speed of his combat power improvement is not inferior to your current one.

So he also had to eat this level of monster meat. "

"Uncle Shi, how long are you going to stay in school this time?"

"I'm not going to leave before the end of the semester."

...

Time passed quickly, and it was evening in a blink of an eye.

He Mu came to the cafeteria again, and climbed to the second floor of the cafeteria for the first time.

Unlike the row of windows in the imagination, the second floor of the cafeteria is very empty.

There is only a small rectangular bone alloy dining table in the corner, and it seems that it can seat up to four people.

Seeing no one around, He Mu was a little at a loss.

"You are He Mu, right? Sit down!"

A gentle voice came from behind, and He Mu looked back, only to find that Shi Weitian, the professional chef director, was walking up the stairs with a large plate.

On the plate was a piece of oblique triangle meat that was cooked very delicately.

The meat is also dotted with several kinds of red and green vegetables, which looks pleasing to the eye.

This made He Mu a little flattered.

Ever since he became a Red Mist warrior, his food has been "rough", basically a straight piece of meat with some sauce at most.

It was the first time he had seen such exquisite work.

Seemingly seeing what He Mu was thinking, Shi Weitian smiled lightly and said, "I'm a perfectionist, and I don't allow food to be too ugly."

He Mu can understand his mentality. As a chef, how can he make the food he cooks the same as that in ordinary canteens?

Just when he sat down and was about to try God of Cookery's craftsmanship, a girl with short white hair came in with a plate.

The food on her plate was exactly the same as He Mu's.

Judging from the edge of the knife, it was obvious that a piece of meat was evenly divided into two halves, one half was placed on her plate, and the other was placed on He Mu's plate.

Carefully placing the plate on the bone alloy table, the white-haired girl sat opposite He Mu, and the distance between their plates was less than ten centimeters.

A man and a woman who were strangers to each other sat at a long table, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

He Mu was the first to react, and quickly introduced himself: "I am He Mu, a freshman this year, hello senior sister!"

"Hi, my name is Mo Chuxin, a sophomore student."

After the white-haired girl gave a soft introduction, she lowered her head and began to eat.

The same is true for He Mu.

It has to be said that the senior girl opposite has sharp eyes and exquisite facial features, which can be considered very beautiful, but he feels a little cramped in his heart, so much so that his meals are much more elegant than usual.

Fortunately, the meat on the plate had already been cut into more than a dozen small pieces, so he didn't "tear" like before.

When the first piece of meat went down, he chewed it almost with all his strength.

It stands to reason that eating a piece of meat with so much strength should have a gritted teeth appearance, which is quite ferocious.

But He Mu forcibly controlled his expression, chewing wildly with a calm face.

When this piece of meat was chewed, it didn't feel much, but after entering the abdomen, it quickly turned into a stream of heat, which spread to all parts of the body.

Not long after, beads of sweat appeared on He Mu's forehead.

Looking at Mo Chuxin in front of him, his cheeks were also flushed.

"This meat is worth a lot..."

Such a sentence popped up in He Mu's mind, and then subconsciously looked at Shi Weitian, who was smiling beside him.

"Mr. Shi, what kind of monster's meat is this?"

"How about the thigh meat of the Tianhorn bull? Is the taste okay?"

"Okay...it's delicious."

He Mu reluctantly replied.

One thing to say, the taste is really good, but his teeth are already sore from chewing the meat.

If it weren't for someone watching, he would have swallowed it directly.

Seeing the restrained appearance of the two students, a man and a woman, the smile on Shi Weitian's face became brighter and brighter.

"Hehe, it's nice to be young, you can't let go even if you sit and have a meal together."

Recalling what the principal said to him yesterday, his eyes suddenly became proud.

The principal said that after this year's national champion Yang Yunlong has 300 fighting strength, Kyoto University will spend more than 80 million yuan on Yang Yunlong every year.

Now, the cost of a piece of meat eaten by the two students in front of them has reached one million.

In addition, he processed for three hours. According to the price of his work outside, one hour is 100,000, and three hours is 300,000.

Calculated, the real value of this meal is 1.3 million.

In other words, the two students each ate 650,000 yuan.

If you eat like this every day, you can eat 20 million a month, and you can eat 200 million a year without holidays.

What 80 million, 100 million is nothing compared to it.

It's not that Kyoto University can't afford 200 million a year.

But the problem is that they don't have a student like He Mu.

Others with 300 combat powers can eat this dish in front of them, but if others eat it, most of the nutrients in it will be wasted.

Only those who have increased their combat power by more than three points a day can use up the power contained in this meal.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the mountains outside, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

"Our school is unwilling to lag behind in any aspect, do you think so, teacher..."